This is a song about "My niiga"

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

My own unknown is my enemy,

This is my original, my validation

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

See my pain through my eyes,

Inferior, but i'm nice

And what’s worse is before this, i had worshiped you

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

The wrong drink, the right work

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Third ward general, young cash money

That is my wish, my fantasy.

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration